Luyện nghe bài hát Hobo Stew

A certain human being, lowest of scum
A sick individual, cannibalizing bum

I have a hunger, it goes to an extent,
Feeding out of abortion bins wasn't meant
Most homeless hobos in line for goodwill soup,
Nasty me scrapes dumpsters for aborted goop,

Earliest of development,
Since conception their was dim,
Tasting the upon a whim,
Unborn, aborted, because they were
Abortions to my feasting, scenes of sick chagrin,

Unborn, and incomplete,
Delicious meat
A fetus treat,
of the embryo,
A bizarre for this hobo

Fetus eater, no is sweeter,
Ultrasound shows the womb, not upon my plate
Served with and greens, oh the generations I've ate
the uterus bloodily spewed,
Aborted now hobo food,
Fetus ripped womb,
Disposed to be subjected to a doom

My eating habits crude,
Their rubbery I have chewed,
down fetal slop,
Embryonic jelly on my lips and

Fetus no meat is sweeter

Since conception their was dim,
the unborn upon a whim,
Fallopian fill me to the brim,
Picking my teeth a fetal limb.